Mela’s lithe figure and ashen visage keeps nudging aside thoughts of his co-worker. He braces his hands on the bed and thrusts deep inside his wife,...her cunt clenching around his member with each stroke. Eyes closed, Anders finds his thoughts turning to thinking about how much tighter Mela is.“Imagine these are Mela’s beautiful tits,” Janelle says, cupping her own breasts, kneading them.The shock on the man’s face is obvious.“Yes, I know about her,” she teases, laughing. Then to his further. "Sure" I replied before twiddling the control."You know you didn't have to sit back there" I said"I know but I like the room back here" Gina smiledShe sat back in the seat and in the internal mirror I could see her closing her eyes as we drove.after a few minutes we were nearly at her village when I heard a noise from the back seat."You alright?" I asked looking in the mirror.I then nearly had a heart attack as I saw Gina sitting on the back seat with her skirt pulled up around her waist. One Dom had laughed at me and told me I was adorable, another held my chin in his hand and told me my eyes told a more detailed story about me than I thought. Those moments had my heart pounding so loud I was actually terrified they could hear it. The majority of Doms had shown up near the beginning and after what I thought was a very short period of time, slaves were beginning to leave with new lives ahead of them. Depending on the agreements made, some Doms required written contacts and for. She also had on some sexy come fuck me pumps, with a short little skirt that barely covered her ass, without panties of course. She basically looked like a truck-stop whore looking for action. Guys were giving her the eye and offering to help almost immediately. She started flirting with some of them. I couldn’t hear what she was saying but after a few minutes, she came back asked me if I wanted her to bring somebody to the car. We had fantasized about this before, picking up a stranger at a.